49. Ranfang (2)
49. Ranfang (2)
Ssswwlllp....
He sucked so hard it was almost obscene, working the nipple of her right breast with his other hand, rough and fast.
"Ah......!"
[ Sleep Depth: 67 ]
[ Arousal Level: 75 ]
Her brow furrowed and she let out a moan, but she didn't actually wake up.
Her arousal, on the other hand, spiked sharply.
Emboldened, Hye-yong's actions grew bolder.
He jabbed with a fingernail. Pinched. Gave her a light nip.
Gnaw. Gnaw!
"Ah-hnggh!"
When he ground the nipple lightly between his front teeth, a sound close to a shriek burst out—startling him for a second.
He repeated the cycle of waiting and stimulating about three times, and at last—
[ Sleep Depth: 83 ]
[ Arousal Level: 100 ]
Her sleep depth finally above 80, her arousal hit 100.
Though clearly asleep, Lanfang's face was flushed bright red with pleasure.
"Hut, hut. Ht. Ah! Hyaahng......."
Even the moans that had once mixed ticklishness and discomfort were now completely blanketed in pleasure, radiating sweetness.
He was only tormenting her nipples, but Lanfang was right on the edge.
'100. It's at 100......! She's about to go, and all I touched were her nipples. You god-tier perverted little thief! You were a total slut from the very beginning, weren't you?'
Hye-yong's own excitement was at a fever pitch, his inner monologue turning crude and vulgar.
He ground the nipple between his teeth again, top and bottom.
Gnawgnawgnaw!
The hand stimulating her right nipple grew rougher too.
"Hnngk! Gk... hng! Ah-hng, ah-hik! Ahhhng, hyahng, hyahng......."
Lanfang writhed as if being jabbed with needles.
[ Sleep Depth: 69 ]
[ Arousal Level: 100 ]
Yet she stayed deeply asleep.
It looked like she was struggling to escape, but Hye-yong's lower body pinned her hips, keeping her from making any major movements while on her back.
In the end, Lanfang hit her limit.
"Hyuuuuuung—!"
Long and fierce.
A scream-like moan tore out of her, and she seized the bedsheet as her hips bucked upward.
Hye-yong could feel her body heaving against his lower half.
"Suu, suu, suu......."
[ Sleep Depth: 45 ]
[ Arousal Level: 42 ]
Her sleep depth and arousal level both plummeted in a single chunk.
The result of relentlessly, tenaciously stimulating nothing but her nipples: Lanfang had climaxed solely from nipple play.
The near-impossible absurdity of what he'd pulled off soaked through him, wrapping Hye-yong in a ridiculous sense of accomplishment.
'Without the buffs, this would've been absolutely impossible.'
Deep Sleep, Arousal Measurement, Caress Technique, Pleasure Amplification.
Every single one had done its job perfectly.
Without the buff that magnified pleasure when caressing the nipples especially, it might not have been impossible, but it definitely would have taken a very, very long time.
"Hooo......."
Once that feeling of accomplishment washed over him and receded, Hye-yong's other personality—his lower half—began making some very forceful demands.
It's suffocating! It's about to burst! Let me the fuck out of here!
'M-My dick feels kinda weird......?'
Right now, Hye-yong's member was so rock-hard and rigid it looked ready to punch straight through his sleepwear.
Not only that—the tip was already slightly wet.
When he pulled his pants and underwear down together, his dick sprang out as if shouting for liberation, and he saw it was wet enough that the precum alone made it slick.
Proof his arousal had truly hit the absolute ceiling.
If he grabbed it right now and gave it a few strokes, he might blow his load immediately.
'This is... this really isn't good.'
Originally, he hadn't planned on going all the way tonight.
'I was just gonna mess around with her for a few days and bail.......'
But this wasn't the kind of thing he could just hold back.
Though her breathing had calmed, Lanfang's face was still flushed, and every breath in and out looked like an invitation to violate her.
If she'd been crying and saying no, he might have softened—but right now she was sound asleep.
The risk of her waking up was low. Even if she did stir and confront him in reality, he could just play dumb and say nothing happened. It wouldn't be a big problem.
In this situation, not doing it seemed like something only a sage who'd transcended all desire could manage.
And above all else....
He'd been holding back for way too long.
'Right. It's a problem if she finds out—but if she doesn't, it's fine. This is the Inner World anyway. Even if I fuck her here, it's not like she's really getting defiled.'
Hup.
Hye-yong sucked in a hollow breath and lowered himself completely onto the bed.
He spread Lanfang's slender, well-proportioned legs and settled between them, lining his groin up with her entrance.
Sliiide.
As nervous and excited as a boy about to have his first time, he carefully pulled her pajama bottoms off.
White underwear that seemed to prove her innocence.
In stark contrast, it was soaked through with lewd, sticky arousal.
He touched it lightly, then brought the slick fluid clinging to his finger up to his mouth.
It didn't taste like much of anything.
'Wasn't Mina's supposed to taste like sweet peaches or something......?'
The thought surfaced almost instinctively—but he swiftly erased it from his mind.
Thinking about another woman right now was, in itself, disrespectful to Lanfang.
He was going to fuck her.
He resolved that, for this moment, that was all he would let himself think.
"Hooo......!"
He took hold of her panties with both hands and rolled them down.
He left them dangling from her left ankle instead of taking them off completely—because he found that way more of a turn-on.
Right before his eyes lay a pitiful pussy that couldn't offer the slightest resistance.
Completely bare, not a scrap of cover—a raw vagina in the truest sense.
It was a pretty shape, though likely from her arousal, it wasn't fully closed. He could see a glimpse of the inner flesh.
Hye-yong immediately spread it open.
'......There it is.'
The gate leading into her vagina.
The guardian that protected it—still intact.
'There it is......!'
Of course, Hye-yong had never seen a hymen in real life before.
But who was he?
The Cyber Pimp.
The man who had created countless cyber whores.
Hymen implementation was among the requests he'd handled for character customs.
How many cyber pretty girl surgeries did he think he'd performed by now?
Even a character whose backstory said she'd slept with thousands of men—once she passed through his hands, poof, she'd sprout a hymen.
To master the know-how of cyber pretty girl surgery, Hye-yong had studied a mountain of reference materials.
From plain pornographic photos to medical data, he'd scoured all of it, researching the forms of hymens and filing that knowledge away in his head.
Delivering his professional opinion as South Korea's top cyber pretty girl surgeon: this shape was, without question, a hymen.
Lanfang was a virgin.
Seeing that, there was no way he could hold back.
'So this is your first time.'
He immediately brought his hips forward and lined the head of his dick up with her opening.
[ Sleep Depth: 81 ]
[ Arousal Level: 29 ]
Her sleep depth was comfortably low.
Both her entrance and his tip were more than wet enough.
His gut told him it'd be fine to shove it in just like this.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
With the sensation that his head, heart, and dick might all burst at once, Hye-yong put strength into his left hand gripping his shaft and into his hips.
Pressss......!
But maybe the excitement had gotten ahead of him—it slipped and popped right out.
'Fu-Fuck.'
He couldn't help the internal curse; the sensation from that single moment alone had nearly made him come.
Sliiip!
He tried again. Same result.
'This is dangerous! I'm seriously about to bust! Can't let that happen.'
Lining up the hole and tip, applying force, penetrating—in Hye-yong's head, this was an incredibly simple task.
True, it was only with one person, but he had a fair amount of real experience.
'With my senior, it went in easy even when she wasn't that wet......!'
But there was a staggering difference between his first-love senior and Lanfang.
His first-love senior had undergone expansion work at least hundreds, maybe over a thousand times—whereas Lanfang had never once allowed anything to invade her depths.
Hye-yong drew a deep breath and killed his excitement.
He lined it up again, then slowly, with precision, applied pressure.
Rrrip—
'Ohhh.......'
Hye-yong's cock tore through something, destroying it, and burrowed into uncharted territory no one had ever trespassed before.
"Ahk, ah......!"
Lanfang moaned in pain, but Hye-yong didn't even hear it.
The sensation of his cock pushing through tight, hot, wet walls of flesh had every nerve in his body standing on end, utterly zeroed in.
'What is this—what the hell is this! Her insides are pushing my dick out.'
For Hye-yong, it was a sensation he could honestly say he'd never felt before.
If his first-love senior's vagina felt like it came welcoming him softly, wrapping around him slowly—Lanfang's felt like it was desperately trying to expel the intruder, stroking and rubbing his glans the whole while.
No matter how tight, in the end it was still a wall of flesh evolved to milk a male's seed.
A pleasure so intense that if he lost focus, he'd shoot his load instantly—it scrambled through his head in waves.
Rrrrip......!
Wanting to feel something even better, Hye-yong put his strength into his hips and forced his way deeper.
The resistance was incredible.
But that resistance delivered an absolutely insane level of stimulation.
"Hnngk......!"
Squeeze!
Moments ago it had been desperately trying to push him out—but once he reached the deepest point, it suddenly flipped and clamped down tight as if begging him not to leave.
As if all that pushing before was just a trap to lure the male in.
As if to say, Now that you've come this far, you can't leave until you release your seed—the walls of flesh clung and refused to let go.
"Ngh."
When he tried to pull out by force, a moan born of pleasure he'd never experienced slipped out on its own.
Rrrrip......!
With its merciless grip, squeezing him with the clear intent to finish him off at any moment, her insides relentlessly stimulated him as Hye-yong began to piston his hips.
Slick. Slick. Slick. Slick.
Not loud, but unmistakably audible—those lewd sounds.
Looking down to watch his shaft slide in and out of her smooth, pretty, hairless pussy, satisfaction rose and flooded his head.
"Ahng, ah-hak. Nnghk......."
Even through Lanfang's moans, which still sounded pained, Hye-yong kept driving his hips into her.
[ Sleep Depth: 61 ]
[ Arousal Level: 32 ]
The only thing he checked was her sleep depth.
His hips never stopped.
Only two thoughts floated through his head: the desire to feel even better, and a stream of curses directed at someone else.
'Fuck! How many guys did that bitch actually sleep with?! She was completely loose!'
He resented his first-love senior for making him believe sex only ever felt that good.
'What, virgins and whores aren't that different? You dumb virgin bastard who only knows what he's heard! That was all bullshit!'
He felt like an idiot for having believed some anonymous user's words on a forum.
It felt this good.
It felt so fucking good it was driving him crazy!
Hye-yong soon felt his limit approaching.
Slick slick!
'Even asleep, her face is all flushed... that's cute.'
Slick slick slick slick!
Even as he thrust, he couldn't tear his eyes from her face.
'Fuck. Why is she so fucking cute!'
This was it.
One more thrust and he'd blow—but with a fuck-it-all recklessness, Hye-yong moved harder, faster, charging straight toward climax.
"Kuh."
At the very end, he buried himself to the root and pulled Lanfang's body into a tight embrace.
He could feel it vividly: the thick jets of semen shooting out, splurting and splashing, churning up the inside of her womb.
"Haa......."
Amazingly, this was the first creampie of Hye-yong's life.
Sex with his first-love senior had always required a condom—as if even pulling out was forbidden.
He'd accepted it as a healthy sex life, but he'd always pictured scenarios like, today's a safe day. Even right up until their breakup sex, that kind of romance never materialized.
"Hoo."
Even after he'd emptied everything, that snug grip refused to let him go, and he clicked his tongue as he pulled his dick out.
Watching the blood-tinged semen drip out had never been so satisfying.
Hye-yong pulled his pants back up, got off the bed, and stood to the side, looking at Lanfang.
Her flushed, sweaty face as if she'd just done intense exercise.
Her pajama top disheveled and pulled up.
Her T-shirt rolled up.
Her lower half stripped completely bare, the pristine white panties still dangling from her ankle.
The pink-tinged milky fluid oozing from between her folds.
The perfect image of a woman who had been violated.
He had done that.
An indescribable sense of fulfillment rose from that fact as Hye-yong looked at Lanfang's face.
A thought of adoration crossed his mind, and he suddenly wanted to kiss her.
"That felt good......."
He whispered the words into her ear, then tilted her jaw up to meet her lips, tasting her unresisting tongue—then turned away.
'It's the Inner World. No need to clean up or anything.'
With that thought, Hye-yong dispelled the Inner World Intrusion Buff without a second's pause.
When he opened his eyes, he was in his own bed.
'Whoa, fuck... it's a sticky mess.'
The inside of his pants was completely soaked.
That was only natural—his physical body hadn't actually been connected to hers.
If anything, that was a plus.
Lanfang would never notice he had come and gone.
'Guess I'll change clothes, take a shower, and crash again.'
As he showered, a thought suddenly crossed his mind.
Today, he had taken Lanfang's virginity—but strictly speaking, it hadn't happened in reality.
Her hymen should still be intact.
Which meant... if he entered Lanfang's Inner World again.
Would the hymen have regenerated?
'I definitely have to check. Tomorrow, I'm just gonna go for it—to hell with holding back.'
A smirk crossed his face as he kept showering.